September 10, 2001

"Good days, bad days. Up days, down days. Sad days, happy days--but never a boring day on this job. You do what God has called you to do. You show up, you put one foot in front of another, you get on the rig and you do the job, which is a mystery and a suprise. You have no idea when you get on that rig, no matter how big the call, no matter how small, you have no idea what God's calling you to do."You love this job. We all do. What a blessing that is. A difficult, difficult job, and God calls you to it, and he gives you a love for it, so that a difficult job will be well done."-Father Mychal Judge

Father Judge was killed the following day, Sept 11, 2001.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I spent the morning getting my butt dragged over hill and dale by a friend of mine. The quarry...shed deer antlers. We found two, well, Eli found two. The trip was for me nothing more than exercise. That's not true. It was a good time with good company. Saw a lot of deer and a coyote.

I'm just a rookie Fireman trying to prove that I deserve the job. Born and raised in the foothills of northern Utah with a short stay in Alaska, I come with a streak of survivalist and a dash of Jeremiah Johnson. An avid shooter, NRA instructor, and a spokesman for our second ammendment rights, I drive my wife and young son crazy with my "preserve it, stash it, bail out when the Zombie invasion starts" rambling.